More Realistic

Chapter 1
More Realistic

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Chapter Description: You know it's not going to end well....

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More Realistic By: Long_Rifle

This was fast, two days. I’m in a groove, and writing another much longer story for another person as well. He/she has been waiting over a year, which I told them it may be a long time till it got done. But I’m writing again, so hopefully I can get it down. Meanwhile:

I love Adult Baby Source. It’s one of the few places that regularly post regression videos. I also love Pampered Penny as well. But Penny has done darker type regression, so I got to thinking; What would be a good story VERY loosely based on ABS, and their regression? Why do the regressions, at least the weekly ones seem to be women always self regressing? What if there’s another reason behind it? What if there’s a darker side? What if Wendy reads this and decides it sounds like a great idea for a video? Well, that would be great. She’s welcome to it. Hell, I buy enough of her videos already. I’ll buy this one as well. Anyways. This story is fictional. Nothing at all is based on reality. So have at it! Though I would ask everyone that wants to see a bit more “dark” in their regression vids give the ABS forums a visit and let them know your preferences. Contains female mental regression, diapers, and not a “and everyone lived happily in the ever after” type ending. Yes. I read Kim Harrison.

“It’s not that I don’t like your videos. Hell, there aren’t enough regression videos on the market today to be that picky. But I just think you need to expand on your story base is all. Maybe something a bit darker.” Karen spoke across a small desk to it’s occupant.

“I see. We here are Adult Baby Amalgamated are always looking for more ideas. Especially from the few women that subscribe. Please, let me know what ideas you have Ms. Jackson.”

“Maybe something where the victim doesn’t diaper herself as she’s regressing. Or something where the woman sees what she’s about to become. That can add even more terror to the plot. She tries to fight it but in the end she loses. I don?t know, something more realistic I guess”

“Hmmmmm....” The woman wondered aloud. She open her mouth to speak when a buzzer sounded. She made an apologetic face and looked down at her desk as she pushed a button. “Yes?”

A slightly distorted voice came from a tinny speaker, “Sara is here Lynn.”

“Send her in.” She stood up as a door opened and another woman was walked in. “Sara, I’d like you to meet Karen.” The girls shook hands and sat back down. “Sara is here for her first photo shoot Karen. I think she’s gonna be a keeper!” She looked towards a clock and frowned, but I think it’s time for her to get in costume.”

Sara’s face went red, “Yeah, traffic was pretty bad. Sorry about being late.”

“Understandable. I’m sure there won’t be a second time. Why don’t we get you upstairs then?”

Karen sat and waited while the two walked towards the door. She looked around the office, but her eyes kept going back to the computer monitor as random faces kept blurring past in a constant slide show. Most of the pics weren’t new to her. She had seen most of them over the many months of updates to the site. But she felt confused as a few extras floated past. Girls she had never seen, and dressed as none on the site had ever been. She got up and stepped closer to the monitor. Watching the mystery girls as they seemed to be doing regression scenes. “This is what I’m here for.” She said softly to herself.

“I see.” Lynn replied. “We do some more controversial type videos, but they don’t go out on our regular site. We just show them to a select customer base.”

Karen watched as Lynn punched a few buttons, and another window showing short clips of regression oriented videos. She sat down stunned and watched as girls who really knew how to show fear were regressed by magic, powders, hypnotism, and other means. She looked towards Lynn, “Now that looks awesome! And so real! Anything I can see that’s a bit more complete?”

Lynn looked at the clock, then leaned forward and punched a few more keys, “Sure, I have something to do. Why don’t you stick around and watch this, then tell me what you think.”

Karen nodded and waited for the selected video to open. Then waved the woman away in excitement as the scene opened. After only a few seconds she realized it was shot in the “found footage” type of format. As if the audience was watching a real incident from security cameras. She watched a young woman happily walk into a building. It seemed the plot was she was at a job interview. Karen chuckled, “It’s a bit stale, but let’s see how it goes.” The woman went through the motions of interviewing, but as she did she was offered a drink, and Karen watched intently as the girl started to giggle and nod her head wildly as she drank more and more. Then the girl had an accident on the chair and jumped up in surprise. The person interviewing her made it a point to tell her exactly what was going on and that she should get ready to be diapered.

Karen watched as the woman ran for it. Supposed security cameras showing her slow progress through the building. Watching as she slowly grew more clumsy, and ended with her barely able to crawl as she made a mess in her pants. The movie ended with her loud crying changing into a mewling newborn like cooing.

As the credits rolled Karen sat back stunned. It wasn’t just that she had seen exactly what she had came to ask for, but the acting was perfect. She actually believed that the girl was terrified. And as she regressed it seemed to be perfect. Karen stood up and tried to take her mind off what she had just seen. She discreetly scratched at herself, hoping to take her mind off something else as well. Then she sat back down, staring at the screen till the credits ended.

She was still staring at the screen when Lynn came back. “So, what did you think of that Karen?”

Karen noticed a sweet smell fill the room as Lynn entered. It smelled almost exactly like the perfume from a baby diaper. But even stronger. “It’s awesome! Why don’t you post that? You’d make a mint!”

Lynn smiled, and sat down. “I suppose. But we try to keep our image more on the innocent side of the adult baby market. These are made for a select foreign audience.”

Karen felt stupefied. “But they would still be leaked! There are copies of your vids everywhere! Why not these?!’

Lynn leaned back, “They cost a lot, and go to a very few people. We’d know who did it, and they won’t like the results. Mostly being shut off from any future works.”

Karen nodded agreement. “I guess. Still, that girl was amazing! I really believed she was being regressed.”

“Indeed. We have a special program for that. Once a girl goes through it she can really get the job done if you know what I mean. Even if the girl isn’t into diapers, she makes a great actress for us.”

“Are there any more? Errrrrr... I really want to see how good the acting is.” Karen stuttered.

“Oh, we do all kinds of mental stuff. We don’t have the ability to really get the physical changes done right. We leave that to another shop. But we do animal, inanimate, and even trait changes. But regression is our real money maker. You would not believe what you can get for a good video of a woman being forcibly regressed.”

Karen looked anxious, “Can I see some of them?”

Lynn looked at her clock again, then seemed to count to herself. “How about a quick tour? I’ve got something I need to do. And maybe afterwards you can watch one of our newest ones? A special premier for you?” Karen only nodded. “Fine, let me get you a leaflet.” She rummaged around her desk, and managed to find a small map. “Now stay in the green areas, and be careful. I don’t want you running into one of our shoots. The paperwork is bad enough already.”

Karen nodded again, then turned on her heels and headed out the door. She looked down at the map, and couldn’t believe how big the place really was. “I’d think a fetish oriented company would be much smaller.” she muttered, then tried to decipher exactly where the green zones started, and other colored zones began. It seemed the map was created to make it hard to determine. “Oh well, let’s just stay in the hallway then.” She thought as she started to walk. She really wanted to see everything, but she didn’t want to be thrown out before seeing another video.

The hallway looked normal. From the rough tiles underfoot, to the water stained ceiling tiles. Doors dotted every few yards, windowless and boring. Even the air smelled normal, if not slightly musty. She came to the end of the hall, and what looked like another door, she checked the map and thought it might lead to the stairs. The zone looked like it was a mix of red and green. “I guess that’s okay.” Karen thought as she opened the door. Immediately she noticed a difference, the air was drier. And it smelled different. The stairs looked cleaner, though they were still tiles. The lights were in need of being replaced as they constantly flickered and hummed. Karen looked back behind her, then checked to make sure the door didn’t have any kind of lock on it. She had a sudden urge to leave and find a bright room to stay in. But her desire to explore still overcame her new fear of the dark and she pressed on. The stairs didn’t creak as she walked up them, for some reason she had expected them to. As she stepped on the landing for the second floor the flickering lights dimmed, then flashed brightly before going completely dark.

A sense of dread fell over Karen, she lunged for the door and threw it open. Light invaded the stairwell, and without thinking she stepped out onto the new floor. She let herself slide down onto the floor, and waited for her heart to stop beating so fast. “I’ve never felt so afraid before.” She thought. As she relaxed she finally looked up and felt an odd sense of D?j? vu. Then it hit her. “This is where they filmed that video.” She scanned the ceiling for the cameras and quickly found two. They hung obviously under simple mounts. Feeling comfortable about her surroundings she stood and started to walk down the new hallway.

The tiles looked newer. And the walls were painted a soft pink. The lights looked brighter, and as she passed under one she could see no dead bugs collecting above the plastic. Karen kept moving and quickly found herself standing in front of a door leading off the hallway. It was definitely different then the doors downstairs, it had a large window in it, and had clouds and a bright sun painted on it. She tried to see inside the room. But the lights inside were off. She looked behind herself, and up at a camera pointed at the door. She felt like smiling and waving, then tested the knob. It turned easily in her hands and as the door swung open the lights inside flicked on. She almost squealed at what she saw. It was one of the nursery scenes that Adult Baby Amalgamated used in their updates. She walked inside and was assaulted by the thick scent of baby powder. She felt like she was in heaven. She walked towards an over sized crib and sat down on it. Careful not to break anything.

“The blankets are still messed up! They must have just done a set in here.” She said. Karen looked towards a corner of the room and saw a giant high chair. She started to walk towards it, but stopped. She looked around to see if any cameras where in sight, then deciding she was fine, Karen dropped to the floor and crawled towards it. She felt her body tingle as she got closer to the giant chair. As she got below it she sat up and stuck her thumb in her mouth. She sat there sucking for several minutes just enjoying the sensation of being actually smaller. “This is so awesome!” She thought. Then the lights that had gone on automatically shut off in the same way. Her heart shot into her throat and she yelped in terror, leaping to her feet at the same time.

The motion sensor detected her, and turned the lights on again. Karen leaned against the chair and wiped her eyes. The sudden dark had really scared her. She felt warmth between her legs, and realized she had leaked a bit into her panties. She took a careful look, and was relieved to see it wasn’t enough to show through her pants. Karen decided it was time to move on. As she walked to the door she noticed the light switch, and could see there was a manual override for the automatic sensor. “I guess I should use that next time.”

After being in the room the hallway seemed boring, as she walked further down the hallway she wondered what the next room would be like. As she walked she unconsciously picked at her wet crotch every few steps. The next door looked much like the first. Instead of clouds and sun there was a small barn painted over a curtained window. She stood on her toes trying to see inside. But the curtain blocked her view. All she could see was the lights were on inside. She carefully opened the door and poked her head inside. She could tell it was several degrees warmer inside.

“Wow.” Was all she could say. She had never seen an update featuring this room. “It must be one of the new ones..” She muttered as she walked inside, letting the door swing closed behind her. It looked like a real hospital nursery. There were several low plastic bins, big enough to fit an adult. She had been inside a regular delivery room before, and thought this was a good copy. Except for the sizes. As she stepped forward she noticed what looked like something in one of the bins. Her breath caught... “Hello?” She softly said. There was no answer, she stepped closer, and said a bit louder, “Hello? Are you okay?” Again there was no answer. She took one last step and could see down inside the bins, the reason for the silence was clear, “Just big dummies!” She peered inside every single bin, all but two were filled with dummies. Karen carefully unwrapped one, and saw that they wore diapers, and ID bands as if they were real babies. “I guess they wanted some of the bins to be full.” For a moment Karen thought about getting up and laying down in one of the bins. But she thought it would be a bad idea. She might fall or hurt herself. “And I don’t want to fall and go boom.” She thought to herself.

She walked towards a large desk outfitted to look like a nurses station. There were even a few computer monitors. As she started to step around it she thought she smelled something other then baby powder. She saw a large painted waste basket and stopped. “No way..” But as she opened the lid the smell of stale diapers became stronger. “Oh shit, I thought they were faked.” She carefully pulled one out and opened it. The diaper was obviously made for an adult. And it was just as obviously wet. Karen was about to put it back when she noticed a cut out in the top band. “Just like a newborns diaper.” She said to herself. She looked closer and saw it wasn’t just an adult diaper. It was a perfect match for a small baby type diaper. From the single tapes, to the way it was shaped. “Now these are what they need to use in their shoots!” She said loudly. “They need to sell these things.” Karen looked around the room, and seeing no obvious cameras she started looking through the many cabinets, building up a slight sheen of sweat from working in the warmth, till she found one that contained diapers. As the door opened the smell contained inside brought tears to her eyes, and took her breath away. A momentary wave of dizziness took her, then left just as quickly. Karen took a deep breath, then carefully started to check a chart taped to the cabinet door, and grabbed a diaper she figured would fit. She let it flop open in her hand. And softly stroked the padding inside, “I think I can sneak one out in my purse.” she thought. She reached for it and found nothing, she remembered that she had left her purse behind. “Oh my god! I haven’t gone anywhere without my purse in years! How the hell did I forget it...” She blushed as the idea of wearing the diaper out crossed her mind. But she knew it would be to obvious, these diapers weren’t made to disappear under clothes. She was forced to refold it, and put it back.

Karen decided to keep going, that she didn’t want to take to much time and miss the new movie. As she stepped towards the door she saw a pop up box of large wipes. She blushed as she remembered her accident. On a whim she wiggled her hips out of her pants and grabbed one of the wipes. It felt cool as she used it to clean herself. But it quickly warmed. As she finished it left her vagina tingling. “I guess it’s the alcohol on them.” But as she started pulling her pants back up she never remembered anything feeling like that after she shaved. It normally just burned like hell. She stopped wondering about the tingling as she was having a hard time getting her pants back up. Karen tugged as hard as she could, but they were bunching up. She looked down, and saw that they had twisted a bit to the side and were binding. She sheepishly untwisted them, and finished pulling them up.

The hallway seemed brighter to her as she left the room. It actually caused her eyes to tear up as she squinted. “Dam, what the hell is with these lights? I can barely see!” she whined as she walked further down the hall. She thought her eyes were getting used to the lights by the time she found another door. But this time there was no window. It looked exactly like the doors from the first floor. It looked out of place, “Probably a storage closet.” She decided to skip it and went further down the hall. The last door was on the very end. Karen reached for the map to see if it was another room, or a stairwell. But she couldn’t find it. “Dam. I must have dropped it.” She spun around and tried to see if it was laying on the floor in the hall. But she couldn’t see anything but fresh white tile. “To hell with it. I’ll just look and get back down to her office.”

She grabbed the knob to the door and opened it. The lights were on inside, but at a much more subdued level. Karen walked in and thought see remembered seeing it from the site. She took several steps into what she recognized as the nursery school room when she smelled something worse then stale diapers. “Dam, it smells like someone shit their pants in here!” She said loudly. She looked towards where she remembered the diaper pail to be from the pictures and walked towards it. But as she got closer the smell seemed to grow fainter. “Weird.” She said, then turned back towards the door. As she started to leave she thought she saw the frill under the crib move. She walked towards it, the thick carpeting under her feet making her own movements silent.

The smell grew thicker as she got closer. She knelt down next to the crib and gently lifted the frills out of her way. She thought she could see someone, “Hello?” She asked before dropping the cloth and stepping back due to the smell. Loud sobs started to come from the person under the crib. Karen took a deep breath and tried again, she pulled the frills out of her way and got a clear view of the person, “Hey, why don’t you come out.” She asked before recognizing the woman. “Sara?” The girl looked at her with a tear stained face. The look was one of confusion. Karen tried again, “Sara, it’s me! From the office. I was in there when you came in. What’s wrong? Are you okay? Did they not like your acting?”

Sara’s eyes darted back and forth quickly. “Noooo. It wealll....”

Karen shook her head, “You’re really into this kind of thing huh?” She looked towards the door, and tried to think of what she should do. She knew Adult Baby Amalgamated never did dirty diaper vids normally, but after watching the regression video she thought maybe this girl was just acting. Her eyes popped wide when she realized what was happening. “This is one of their vids. I’m part of the set! Dam, this is cool!” She though to herself. She looked down at the girl with new interest. “I’ve got to play along.”

Karen gently touched the girl, “Come on, we have to get out of here now before they catch us!”

Sara looked at her, “Cat us?” She seemed to catch on, “Yeah, gots to go!” She carefully crawled out from under the crib, causing the smell to intensify.

Karen almost gagged. She wondered what she should do. “In a real situation I’d run. But this is a movie. I better to do stupid thing.” She almost gagged again as she thought it out. The smell finally helped her decide. She squatted next to Sara, “I think we better get those stinky pants off. We’ll never get out of here with you stinking like that.”

Sara started to freak out, “No! Gots to go!” She started to crawl towards the door, but Karen stopped her easily. She grabbed the top of her pants and pulled back. “Wet go!” Sara pleaded. Karen gave one final pull, and she felt Sara pop forward, right out of her pants. She immediately started to cry and throw a tantrum.

Karen tried to shush her, “Sara be a good girl! We need to get a diapee- er, diaper on you now!” Karen threw the pants to the side and grabbed for the girls ruined panties. The mess didn’t look as bad as she’d thought, it looked like a quick clean up to her. “Good thing you’re not a weal baby Sara. The mess would be everywhere!” She smacked the girls bum, causing her to stop moving, then took the panties off. She threw them next to the dirty pants, “Don’t move I got to get the wipes!”

Sara stayed still, but she didn’t stay quiet. “No Kawen! We gots to go bye bye now! You in too!”

Karen nodded, she knew she was in the movie, but she didn’t want to break the fourth wall, “Sure we are! Now stay quiet, you don’t want them to hear us do you?” Sara’s face went white as she heard that. She shook her head violently. “Then be quiet stinky pants!” Karen had found the wipes and quickly wiped the girls bum clean. When she finished she pushed Sara onto her side and tried to help her to her feet. But she didn’t seem able to stand, she fell back onto her hands and knees. “Fine Sawa. You stay on da floor. Let’s go.”

But Sara didn’t move. “No naky!”

Karen sighed and turned back to the woman, “What? You shit your pants. The only thing left is to get out of here. I don’t have any other clothes for you.” But Sara sat back on her haunches and pouted. “Fine.” Karen almost yelled. “I guess I’ll have to diaper you to!”

Sara shook her head, but laid back and pulled her legs up at the same time. “Nooo! No diapeee! No want!”

“Your mouth says no, but your body say yep!” Karen said to her, as she held up a thick white diaper. “I guess it’s back to pampers for you giwl!” Sara started to cry, but even so she lifted her bum when asked. Karen slid the diaper under her butt and folded it over, it was so large it went high onto her belly. She started to tape it but the front flipped back down. She grabbed it, but then the side with the tape fell off. Karen grew frustrated as she kept trying to get the diaper on. Several times her hands slammed into each other. Then finally the diaper was on. “Well, it no perfect. But it work.” She said out loud, wiping sweat from her face.

“You next! We go!” Sara almost screamed as she rolled over and started to move towards the door. But she didn’t stop or slow down as she got closer, Karen knew what was about to happen but she couldn’t move fast enough as Sara crawled right into the door with a loud bang. Karen rushed to her side. But the girl was already screaming. Snot ran down her face as she bawled like a real infant. Karen picked her up and leaned into her for a hug, trying to calm the girl. But Sara pushed her away and started to crawl back toward the crib. Karen stayed where she was, and just watched the girl move. She had changed from using all fours to holding her body up in front, and pushing herself forward with her long legs.

“Dam you are cute in a diaper girl! Work it!” She said, hoping it won’t ruin the video. Sara was still frantically trying to get to the crib, her crawling had now regressed to barely coordinated grabs at the carpet. And she was openly wailing for her mother. Karen stood up, and wobbled a bit. Her legs felt like they had gone to sleep. She pumped them a few times to get the blood flowing again as she walked closer. She got down close to her side again and set her hand on her back. “Sara? Are you okay? Do you need help?”

The girl spastically flopped over onto her back and locked onto Karen’s eyes. Her face was red with strain, her mouth opened and closed several times as if she was trying to say something but couldn’t get it out. Karen forced tears into her eyes as she looked down at the girl. She knew she had to make it look good. “Sara! Sawa! Are you okay? Fight it! You not a baby!” Sara’s eyes rolled in her head. Her hands came up and twisted into Karen’s hair. She pulled her in close. Drool ran from her mouth as she kept trying to mouth something to her. Karen started to cry, hoping it didn’t look to fake. She brought her face in close. “What Sawa? We got to go, fight it!”

Sara’s face twisted in more strain, Karen thought she looked great. Then she heard pee gushing into the diaper, then a muffled wet fart. Karen grabbed the front of the diaper, heat from the urine warmed her hand. She squeezed it roughly, the gel squished between her fingers. She watched the girls legs move rapidly in and out, as if she couldn’t control them. Then another fart drew her attention back to the diaper. She watched fascinated as it bulged and filled with more mess. Her mouth hung up at the final act of the young lady. “She deserves an oscar.” She thought to herself. She looked back at the woman’s face. Her eyes wide, her mouth gaping and unmoving as she filled the diaper.

The girls face twitched, she shook her hands loosely in front of her chest. But Karen kept looking at her eyes. “It’s gonna be okay...” She gently said. A loud moan came from Sara’s throat. And as Karen watched her eyes seemed to change. They lost the luster of intelligence as her mouth broke into a wet grin. Her tense body finally relaxed, and she fell loosely into Karen’s arms. Karen started to rock her gently, she put her face close to the girl and cried. She kept crying for several minutes till she knew the film would be stopped and sat up.

“Dam Sawa! That was a hell of a performance! I really believed it!” She said as she pushed the girl out of her lap and stood up. She looked towards the door, waiting for Lynn to come in and congratulate them. A few seconds later she looked back down to see Sara still laying sprawled on the floor. “Sawa! You can ged up! It’s over.” But the girl didn’t move. Karen laughed good naturedly as she gently kicked at the girl. “It’s done stupid head, get up. Wet’s get dat diaper off... Sawa?” Karen didn’t understand why she wasn’t moving. She didn’t think a person could really slip that far into a role. “Sawa? Wake up silly...” She leaned over the girl and saw she still had a stupid grin on her face and was busy chewing on some hair that had fallen into her mouth.

Karen started to say something else when she felt tickling on the insides of her legs. She absently scratched at the spot for several seconds before she realized her legs were wet. She looked at herself and watched as a warm wet stain ran down the inside of her legs. “What... The... Fuck...” She looked back at Sara’s blissful face and back at her pants. “It’s not possible... I didn’t jus go potty in my pants...” In her shocked state Karen heard what she had said. “I mean pee pee! Errr... Tinkle! Doodie!” She started to hyperventilate. “Why can’t I say piss?” she screamed in her head. The idea that it wasn’t just an act suddenly popped violently into her head.

She dropped to her knees and shook Sara, screaming at her to stop acting. But she only caused her to start crying and kicking her feet awkwardly. She dropped her head onto the girls stomach and cried for real. Several seconds later she started to apologize to the girl over and over. She gently caressed Sara’s face, and kissed her. “I’ll fix this... I fix you.“ Karen sat up and felt disgusted as she felt warm pee squish under her feet. She looked at the door and knew what she had to do, “I got to go! I got to tell da police!” The tingling from her legs terrified her now that she knew it wasn’t because they were asleep. Her legs felt heavy as she walked towards the door. “But I didn’t drink anyting!” She moaned to herself. She didn’t understand why she was being affected.

The door opened without a sound as she stepped out into the hall. The light was still blinding to her, she wondered if it was the lights, or her eyes changing. She looked at the cameras and screamed. She wanted to curse, but knew it would come out as something infantile. Karen took step after step down the hall. Expecting that any second Lynn would pop out one of the doors and finish her off. But the silence was unbroken, she looked from camera to camera, waiting to see a light, or the see them move and track her. But nothing happened. It seemed like forever to reach the next room. But she kept going. Her steps becoming more irregular and toddler like as she go closer to the stairs. Ten feet from the door she was forced to hold onto the wall for support as she tried to walk. Then she felt something else.

“No...” She thought, “I’m not going to shit my pants...” She squeezed down as hard as she could and started moving again. But she couldn’t seem to concentrate on two things at once, as soon as she took a step she felt something move into her panties. Karen was so surprised she slid down onto the floor in a heap and started to cry in anger. She remembered what Sara had looked like and didn’t want someone else pulling her pants off in disgust so she started to take her pants off while she could. She tried to shimmy out of them, but they wouldn’t budge. Then she tried for the button, but no matter what she did her fingers just wouldn’t work right. In frustration she tried to just rip them off but she knew she never had the strength to do that before this happened to her.

Finally she gave up and started to crawl towards the door. She felt ashamed, but she was now able to move faster then when she was walking. In seconds Karen was at the door, and looking at the knob. “I guess it’s good they have those levers on them, I doubt I could turn a knob.” She crawled her way up the door, and grabbed the lever. It pulled down easily, but when the door opened she saw only pitch black beyond. Her new fear of the dark rushed back, and she yelped as she frantically slammed the door closed again.

With her heart beating she started to crawl away as fast as she could. The lighting seemed even brighter, but instead of making her feel good she began to feel exposed. She wanted to be someplace else. Someplace safe. Deep inside Karen knew she still needed to find a way out, but something else welled up for her subconscious and told her to find a safe place to hide. Her body seemed to crawl on it’s own away from the stairs and towards something else. She tried to fight it, but the urges were to strong. Images of Sara hiding under the crib came to her, causing terror to well up. She didn’t want to end up like her. She was past the first door before even realizing it was there. The fear started to recede to further she crawled, and Karen started to get some control over her urges back. Her crawling slowed and finally stopped in front of one of the doors. Without thinking she lunged up and pulled the lever. Her body fell into the roomand she found herself surrounded by warmer air, and the slight smell of stale diapers.

“Oh shit.” She thought as she knew this wasn’t a room she wanted to be in. She turned and crawled back to the door, and up it. She grabbed the lever and turned it, then tried to pull the door open, but her body weight held it closed. Karen tried to move off the door, but as soon as she moved, her hands let go and the door latched closed again. She tried several times to open the door, and ended up wet with sweat and bawling like a small child in frustration. “I wan go home!” She yelled out loud. No longer caring about cameras. She wiped at her eyes and noticed something laying on the floor in front of her. She stared to crawl towards it, filled with curiosity. As she neared it she saw it was the wipe from earlier. Karen reached out and grabbed it, surprised that it was still moist. “Why didn’t I throw this out?” She thought to herself. “Dam, I must have already been affected.” Then the memory of it tingling as she wiped came back. “Ahhhh!” She said, as she tried to drop it. But the new part of her didn’t care. She was horrified as she found herself wondering what it tasted like. “Ewww! I used that! And it’s drugged!” But she couldn’t stop herself from sticking it in her mouth and chewing on it.

The tingling started immediately, but there was no taste. Lost in the moment, her mind cleared enough for her to try to remember exactly what had happened. Even with the tingling she tried to find another reason for her regression. “I had wet my pants before trying a wipe.” She thought in sudden happiness, “So it’s not the wipes.” She tried to go back further. Then it hit her.

“The diapers! They smelled to strongly! Shit, I can still smell them now.” She automatically looked towards the diaper cabinet and saw that she had left the doors open. Her mouth opened and the sodden wipe fell to the floor as the baby in her took control and started to move in that direction. “Nooooo....” Karen cried out as she got closer. Two feet from the cabinet the smell was intense. But it only seemed to drive her body faster. She grabbed one of the shelves inside and tried to pull herself up. Instead the shelve pivoted and dumped dozens of diapers on her. Karen screamed in rage as the smell became overpowering and she felt herself growing dizzy. She lost control and fell back onto the floor. Diapers under her, on top of her, and around her. She tried to hold her breath. To hold off what she knew was about to happen. She held it as long as she could. Lights started to pop in front of her face, but she held it. Over a minute later she couldn’t hold it any longer and took a deep breath.

The effect was immediate. She felt her pants warming again, as she peed freely into them. She felt the urge to poop, but it was as if it was to hard to move. Her body didn’t have the ability to push it out. She opened her mouth to scream, but nothing would come out. Another memory of Sara came to her. The look on her face at the end. “Oh... Not ... Baby...” She managed to think through all the odd thoughts in her head. Her eyes felt very dry, and she blinked them several times. Only to see everything as a blur afterwards. She tried to rub her eyes, but her arms and hands wouldn’t work, one ended up in her pants, slowly rubbing the wet spot, and the other in her mouth.

All the while the diapers kept affecting her, she had stopped struggling, and stopped even thinking about breathing. She just lay still looking at one of the blurry lights on the ceiling. She felt like she was floating as darkness came to the edges of her vision. Thoughts became erratic, then stopped. Her eyes closed as her mind finally unraveled, leaving a clean slate. Nothing remained of the adult Karen. Her body lay still and unmoving in the warmth of the room.

Sudden pain woke it up. Nothing had ever felt like that, and it decided it didn’t like it. Instinctively it took a deep breath and wailed as loud as it could. The sound it created surprised it. Driven by instincts, it knew something was wrong, but that was beyond what it needed to care about. After the first scream it kept breathing. The air feeling dry, and uncomfortable. It felt cold. Then something was wrapped around it, and made it feel warm. It felt something being rubbed on it’s eyes, but it kept them closed. There was an uncomfortable feeling as something started to run over it’s legs but it didn’t really care about that. It needed something in it’s mouth. It cried again.

Lynn looked down at the woman. They always looked so cute at this stage. Hair mussed up, body beat red from crying. And her face, looking like she had cried for hours. She smiled as the others tried to get her dressed. “Better get her diapered before- opps!” The girl urinated all over the table. But this had happened before. The padding soaked up most of the mess. Lynn sat down in a chair next to the high table and waited while Karen was cleaned and properly diapered. Then, the now cooing girl was placed in her lap. Lynn exposed a breast, and the girl immediately latched on. She didn’t bite. But the teeth still caused some pain. “Easy girl. We still need to pull those teeth.” After a few sucks on her breast, Lynn snuck in a bottle, and the girl contently sucked from it.

Lynn looked down at the form of the wrapped woman. She wondered if she remembered anything, but over the many years of doing this not a single girl had grown up past being a newborn. “All that lack of oxygen messes up that head doesn’t it?” She said in a cute sounding voice, Then she took on a more serious tone, “I hope this was realistic enough for you, little Karen.”

It felt content. It was feeding, and it knew it should, and being warm again was good. It listened to the sounds coming from it’s mother. One seemed to stick out causing it to feel excited. Inside it kept repeating it over and over, feeling constant surges of pleasure, “Karen.”

 

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